the future calls, bright and colorful
I will be better than you.
The clock’s hands arrive at 00:00.
Hope abandons us in times of need.
though we can’t see her, Hope flies for us.
and Hope with her innocence wings flew away, away.
i am a Goddess who is not a good, for i wish not for immortality but for the End.
a crescent hangs in the night sky.
love where nothing exists burns into obsession.
knowing what you could have had but what you never chased after is the most painful thing in the world.